23/pusha t/daytona
pulling up in that new toy, wrist shining and
waving (at who, boy? yeah, YOU BOY!), it’s push. king push. "mr. too
rare amongst all of this pink hair". the trapper turn rapper morphing
into a puff like figure right before our very eyes with that finesse and
his daytona. like a walmart, it’s your one stop shop for (that fire and
that heat and) crisp rap game excellence that's cinematic in scope with
points to be made and grievances to address (all while riding around
shining); not here to fuck around, chase some charts or go out of its
way to please you. not in daytona, as it is made known early on: "this
ain't a game or phase cause all that shit fades/this lifestyle's forever
when you're made..." and after spending just under 25 minutes across
these blistering seven tracks with little to no fade outs and ye back at
it choppin it up in the studio by his side, we believe him. he doesn't
need a globe to show you the world is ours, not when he has these beats,
that presence, and these bars keeping his daytona afloat. get with the
program, stay woke, or get out.
KEY TRACKS:
if you know you know
come back baby
infared
24/kurt vile/bottle it in
25/serpentwithfeet/soil
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